My Old Friend Poem by Paul Schwabline
My Old Friend
My old friend as
been here many a year.
When I am tired It takes care
Of my rear.
I don't want to replace it
but it just lost a leg.
And I think I might
need a new friend
someday.But for now
this one will do.
I'll just fix this chair with some
wood and glue. And it will be
like brand new.
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
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